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As entertainment critic Roger
Ebert once said, "If you disagree with something I write, tell me so, argue
with me, correct me--but don't tell me to shut up. That's not the American way."
This is one we can't afford to lose. If you're not sure who "we" might be, I hope to make it clear.
This was paragraph 8 and I still didn't know what guy was going on about, any first year journalism student would know to make it clear what the point is in paragraph one sentence one if possible.
Still don't know the point but in paragraph 10 he diverts into history of the French Revolution. And the Dust Bowl. Okay, color me confusilated.
Paragraph 12. Gated communities, rare in his day, wall off whole counties in ours.
A-Ha, finally, a clew. Still don't know what this guy is going on about, but at least I have a clew.
Dust Bowl, Gated Communities.
Paragraph 14: But the coincidence that grabbed me most forcefully was the death in August of the science-fiction writer Harry Harrison, whose 1966 novel Make Room, Make Room became the 1973 film Soylent Green, with Charlton Heston and Edward G. Robinson. If you could call Soylent Green a cult film, surely the cult is very small. Yeah, let's confusilate a religeous cult and cult films, because cult is cult. Finally got the AyaK connection, though.
(In the book, notably, soylent green actually is... soy.)
Paragraph 17: Somehow goes off on a necrophilia tangent. Still don't know what this guy's point is, but hey wow color me disgusted.
Paragraph 20: Finally I know what this dumdum is ranting about. The obscenely rich.
Paragraph 23: The gospel of Ayn Rand is the perfect contradiction of everything ever preached by Jesus Christ.Bazinga! That should have been the lead sentence way back in paragraph one.
Not that I agree or disagree, just sayin' this joker should have taken journalism 101.
And the rest of it dissembles into a diatribe. Boy that was fun.
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